Author's Note: This has pretty much been in my head ever since I saw the whole Mai and Malik arc in the shadow realm. It just never satisfied me that this sadistic maniac would just leave her be the WHOLE time. So I kind of thought of scenes that we didn't get to see. I also want to apologize any characters being OC. I also believe this is going to be a one-shot, but with enough reviews I may extend it…oh and please don't hesitate to leave several reviews!

I don't own anything Yugioh, not making any profit off this, blah blah blah.

With the wave of his tan arm, the golden rod gleaming in her face, Mai felt herself drift away. Her body became numb as a cold feeling washed over her as if someone had draped her body with an icy cloak. Darkness enveloped her and she began to have difficulty breathing. Her heaving chest struggled to regain oxygen as her body continued to float through oblivion. What is this horrible place? Where did everybody go?

Maniacal laughter rang in her ears as she felt herself begin to fall at a dangerous speed. She stuck out her arms for anything to grab. Unforgiving darkness was all that surrounded her. Wind pounded into her face, forcing her wide amethyst eyes to water. Her red mouth parted and she screamed shrilly, the demon's cackling still echoing in the shadows. Her body continued to plummet towards unknown doom.

"Joey! Yugi! Help me!" she yelled into the empty space, flailing all of her limbs desperately. She didn't remember who these people were, but it somehow gave her comfort to call out for them. Please someone help me! The collision of an unforgiving surface knocked all the breath out of her. Piercing pain racked her whole quaking form. Yet she felt relief at the harsh encounter. She wasn't falling anymore. Gingerly she rose herself onto her knees, moaning softly and wrapped her arms around her shaking torso. She could see nothing. She could hear nothing as well for the laughter had ceased. Her heart pounded in her chest, thudding as though trying to break through her rib cage. It was so cold. The silence was heavy, forcing itself down upon the frightened young woman.

Mai jumped when she felt hot breath caress the back of her neck. She snatched her arm into the shadows to grab the one who sent her to this damned place. She felt nothing. A guttural chuckle sounded right beside her ear. Once again when she lashed out, air was the only thing she grasped.

"Tell me little Mai…How does it feel to be at the mercy of the shadows?" That deep, haunting voice uttered right in front of her. In the darkness, his bottomless lilac eyes appeared and glowed into hers. With a growl, she attempted to leap forward and tackle the bastard, but an ominous golden glow made her body become heavy and stiff. She couldn't move!

His lavender orbs sneered down at her. A low chuckle. "Silence? And you were so talkative on the field…" he said in mock curiosity. Mai glared her eyes up at him, gritting her teeth.

"Well Malik, if you'd let me go, I'd have PLENTY to say to you." She said, not even bothering to hide the hatred from her voice. Silence answered her. The demonic eyes continued to smile at her, unfazed. Suddenly a horrible laugh erupts through the empty space.

"Ah there's that irritating confidence." he drawled scornfully. Suddenly as if by a giant switch, light illuminated their surroundings. The unexpected glare blinded Mai's eyes momentarily as she strained to see. Once her pupils returned to normal, she quickly glanced about. Malik loomed above her, eyes flashing and wearing a bemused smile. She looked down and found that they were above a vast desert. About a mile above a sea of sand. Her knees were currently balanced on a small square of glass and Malik was floating before her. She turned her hateful eyes up to him. His wild straw colored tuffs of hair. Bronzed, caramel skin adorned with gold. His dark purple cloak flowing distinctively behind his lean form. Bottomless eyes with dangerous intent.

He stood in amused silence, his lilac orbs raking over her body. Mai finally regained her ability to talk.

"What the hell is this place, Malik? Where is everybody?"

"Your memory is already escaping you my dear. Did I not say your loss earned you a place in the Shadow Realm?" The malevolent Egyptian said, staring down at her with his wild head tilted.

Mai glared up at him in silence.

"As for your pathetic friends, they are safely tucked away in the world you used to inhabit. I bet they don't even care that your gone."

Mai shook her head quickly in disagreement. "No your wrong. They care. He-" she stopped, struggling to remember the one who had tried to save her. Jumped in front of the raging flames of Ra. For her. What was his name? What? What?

"Joey". She whispered softly, a small content smile playing on her lips.

Malik glared down at her. Her memory was not as far gone as it should have been. He would have to fix that. Break her spirit down. Her every essence disintegrated. And then she would be his.

Malik studied the woman before him, the madness within him turning the gears. Her soft golden hair, the demanding and strong amenthyst eyes, the sweet blood-red mouth. Her need to have control over everything. Her almost laughable overconfidence. And her fear of being isolated and forgotten. This will be amusing.

"My dear, I'm feeling a change of scenery." he growled and waved his golden rod once again, the eye etched on his forehead, glowing dangerously. The sand that had been sitting calmly below them immediately rose up to meet the pair, in an angry frenzy. Swirling around them, scratching, stinging. Mai screamed , putting her arms up to protect her eyes. A mouthful of sand. She coughed and choked, Malik's guttural cackle ringing in her ears. She couldn't see him , but she knew he was still before her.

After what seemed like, the sandstorm finally ceased, the sand dropping like a great straw colored curtain. Mai continued to cough, struggling to get the harsh sand out of her mouth, her eyes still squeezed shut. The crystals had littered her hair, and clothes, scratching against her scalp and creamy skin. It all felt too real.

The sound of laughter snatched Mai's attention. She immediately noticed to her horror, that the glass square that she had been crouching on had morphed into a pyramid prison. She barely had any room to turn her head, much less move. Mai slowly looked up and realized that the pyramid was mirrored by an upside-down counterpart. All of the sand that had been swirling wildly about her just moments ago was also contained in the pyramid over her head. The only reason the sand was not raining on her now, was because a single card blocked the entrance. She was trapped in a giant hourglass!

Mai frantically looked about her, taking in her surroundings. Malik was nowhere to be found thankfully, but she noticed that she remained suspended above the ground. But this time she saw that the earth below her was now an inviting beach. Figures danced below her, laughing and playing loudly.

"Hey! Up here! Get me out of here!" Mai cried out. Pounding desperately on the glass that separated her from the people below.

They continued to play, paying the troubled young woman no mind.

Why won't they help me?! Can they not hear my cries? Can they not see me trapped? Who ARE they? They look so familiar yet I can't place them….

"Scream all you like, they can't hear you." A voice uttered close by Mai's side. She looked over and saw Malik crouching in midair next to her glass entrapment. Lilac eyes observing the seen below in mirth.

"But they do seem to be having fun…like they don't miss you at all…" Malik drawled, sneering over at her.

She glared defiantly at him. She had to fight!

"No! None of this is real. Those are not my friends. My friends care about me!" She retorted. Malik gazed back at her, unfazed by her outburst. Then he chuckled quietly, his half lidded eyes smiling maliciously. Malik stood up, his form towering over her.

"I must say your audacity is amusing. You cannot even remember your friends and yet you still cling desperately to their image. Pitiful is very cute on you."

Mai glared ahead, refusing to acknowledge him further. I may not remember their faces, but I KNOW they were there. And they loved me. He…loved me. If only I could remember!

Malik observed her in quiet contempt. She still refuses to succumb to the shadows…Breaking her down will be very entertaining. I do LOVE a challenge…

Suddenly Malik phased his torso through the glass, his wild eyes dancing over her surprised features. He smirked as he traced a tan finger over her smooth cheek and tipped her chin up towards him.

"Malik what are yo-" He didn't give her time to protest as he pressed his lips firmly on hers, in a demanding kiss. She tried to push against him but he was much too strong. He grabbed behind her head, his fingers becoming entangled in her golden locks. Mai tried to shake him off, but her prison didn't allow any movement. No no NO!!!

Malik abruptly ended the kiss and stood up, leaving Mai alone in the hourglass, panting angrily and eyes ever defiant.

"Well my dear, it seems my time here is up. Sadly I have other important matters to

attend to…But don't you worry, I'll come back and visit you VERY soon." Malik said huskily. "Oh and I'm taking my card back." With that he grabbed the card that protected Mai from the sand above and pulled it out. The sand began a slow trickle over her head, then gradually increased, already forming the first layer to her knees.

Mai resumed pounding on the glass, pleading those frolicking figures below her for help.

Her screams were drowned out by a maniac's cackle.